Do you hear me? Are you near me?
Or is my voice coming from afar clearly?
Do your eyes see the words on screen
and your mind supplies my voice? Enticing!
It's not surprising, I'm surmising,
it's the type of mind control I've been devising.
Asynchonous telepathy, you can call it art,
I package structured thoughts, sell 'em à la carte.
When one hit your eyes and convinces you to click
I inflict a little lyric like lickity-split
Before this gets uncomfortable, I'm not the dominating kind,
I like to be invited to play in an open friendly mind.
I'll be careful as I can not to strike a sour chord,
and I'll be damned if I'm the guy who's gonna leave you kinda bored.
If I can I'll make you smile, if I'm lucky you will giggle
and if I do it right you might get thoughtful in the middle
Because when I'm on my game, I'm inspiring thought
and the desire to not lose that fire I've got
rises higher and higher to conspire and plot
to give all that I have until I expire and rot.
And dare that day to come, don't lose me to the fear
because I'll always be this voice hiding inside your ear.